Wallace Collection
Wallace Collection
Wallace Collection
Wallace Collection
Wallace Collection
Wallace Collection
Wallace Collection
Wallace Collection
Wallace Collection
Wallace Collection
Wallace Collection
Wallace Collection
Wallace Collection
Wallace Collection
[Instrumental]
[Verse 1]
Poor old Sammy !
He's just sitting there
Gazing at nothing in the air
In the air ! In the air !
[Verse 2]
Poor old Sammy !
He ain't got a thing on Earth
Cause of the colour of his birth
Of his birth ! Of his birth !
[Chorus]
Poor old Sammy, things will change !
Poor old Sammy, I will arrange
For you to have everything you desire
But Sammy for that you have to die
[Verse 3]
Sammy is dead, he's flying up to heaven
Just before the curly gates, he knocks - tok tok tok
"Saint Peter, can I come in?" "Nooo"
[Verse 4]
Poor old Sammy !
He's just wandering there !
Taking the wrong road
To nowhere ! To nowhere !
[Verse 5]
Poor old Sammy !
Crying is not his style
He's ignoring the color of his smilе
Of his smile ! Of his smile !
[Chorus]
Poor old Sammy, things will change !
Poor old Sammy, I will arrangе
For you to have everything you desire
But Sammy for that you have to die
[Verse 6]
Sammy is dead, so now he must fly to Lucifer
Just before the curly gates, he knocks - tok tok tok
"Saint Peter, can I come in?" "Nooo"
[Chorus]
Poor old Sammy, things will change !
Poor old Sammy, I will arrange
For you to have everything you desire
But Sammy for that you have to die